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Had to go for a meeting up by the perimeter today. As much as Id rather sit in the air conditioned truck, the thought of also sitting in traffic drives me crazy and I know I can make the trip in about a third the time on the motorcycle. Its so much more fun too.

Blast off up the freeway. Traffic? what traffic, dodge in and out past the idiots sitting in the outside "passing lane". Sun is shining and the breeze is cooling, perfect. Make it in plenty of time. The return trip is just as fun. that feeling of being the fastest thing on the road is awesome. All the jerks that bug you so much when your in a cage are left in your dust before your temp even has a chance to rise from their stupid driving habits. the idiot on his cell phone wandering all over the road. The girl looking in her mirror to do her make. The guy driving for the last half hour with his turn signal on. The guy tailgating an inch off the next guys bumper, both in the passing lane with nothing in the next 3 lanes over. All gone in a second without a seconds thought.

Ahh the joys of motorcycling.

Open letter to my muscles

Dear Muscles, I know Ive pushed you pretty hard the last few weeks and in general you've been really good about it and I do appreciate that.

As you know Mr immune system let us down a few days ago with that cold bullshit and is still refusing to tow the line. Ive had a long conversation with him and we came to an agreement that if I laid off all of you for a while then he would put us back on line shortly.

With that in mind Im just letting you know that we have work to do and I fully expect you to do your part. Im assuming that this forced hiatus has given you plenty of time to repair all your little fibers and that you will re-join us in the words of Steve Austin "bigger, better, stronger than before".

Please, I don't mean this as a threat, but just a word of warning. If you even consider the idea of atrophing then I will rain down on you like a curse out of the Bible. We have a full season ahead of us and I don't have time for no namby pampy "oh I hurt, i don't want to do this anymore" shit from any of you.

Thank you in advance for your full cooperation in these matters.


Rog